Constant Uncertainty
I sat and sobbed today as I received a message from Maziar, an Iranian man I met when volunteering with Care4Calais. He had been arrested this morning for standing in a bus stop.
We had gone to distribute in Dunkirk and a Medical volunteer came with us to provide first aid to those who needed it. Maziar waited until everyone else had been seen to then asked, very quietly, if we could give him enough medication to kill himself as he could no longer take it. He had managed to get on a truck the night before only to be beaten up and then thrown off by the people smugglers as he did not have any money to pay them.
He was desperate to get to England as his younger sister had made it across previously and he had not heard from her in weeks. He had lost all hope. We took him to the hospital and he was seen by a psychiatrist who prescribed him three days medication.
Maziar is one of the more fortunate refugees, he has accommodation at the gym. There are 250 people sleeping in a crowded hall, but at least he is inside. The gym was meant to close at the end of March, but due to the exceptionally cold weather, it’s still open.
The constant uncertainty, the never ending unknowing, the not belonging anywhere, the loneliness, and the ever present fear is so damaging to these vulnerable people who have travelled thousands of miles to try and find safety.
Because of an accident of birth, we can sit in our warm houses surrounded by our family, enjoying another rainy bank holiday. These people need our help, please help.
To volunteer or donate go to www.care4calais.org
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